Krem didn't have a good handle on if the weather was unusual--or if the population was small enough that his new arrival was notable in any meaningful way. But he nodded along, understanding and acknowledging in equal measures.

"Yeah," he said. "I would probably be more offended by the rain if I hadn't been soaked from washing up earlier."

He offered a hand to Peter, to shake, and he was smiling a little, even as he tried to shake his head to get his hair out of his face. "Cremisius Aclassi. Nice to meet you, Ser Quill."